Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Pretty Lady ❯ Vol One, Chapter Six: Ladies' Court ( Chapter 6 )

Ladies' Court

Friday night. Great night to party. Kirsa had the right idea. She just had to get out tonight. Ever since her divorce, she discovered freedom. Freedom to be sexy. Freedom to party. Freedom to enjoy life. Freedom to be a… woman. Kirsa looked hot tonight. Sleek brown hair loose, make-up tastefully done, and the clothes looked sexy yet modest. Kirsa deserved the cougar stamp of approval. But yet, she was missing on accessory.

Kirsa knocked on her daughter's door.

“Come on Shasha!” she yelled. “I want to get out and party tonight!”

“I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!” Shasha yelled. “I don't see why we have to go out tonight!”

“Because,” her mother answered. “It's Friday night!”

“So?” Shasha asked.

“So, I want to party tonight!” Kirsa yelled as she shook her boobs around some in her loose short-sleeved black blouse. “Get a move on!”

“Fine, fine!” her daughter shouted. Kirsa stood back waiting. Finally, the bedroom door opened. Kirsa looked smiling as her daughter came out. Shasha looked flirty for the evening. She had on her favorite jeans and a lacy white tank top. No make-up tonight, but her hair was in a sleek ponytail. Kirsa smiled at her daughter.

“Beautiful, darling!” she exclaimed. Shasha looked at her oddly.

“This is weird!” she said. Kirsa raised an eyebrow at her there.

“Why?” she asked. Shasha shrugged.

“You're my moth and I'm partying with you!” she replied.

“And?” Kirsa asked. Shasha stared on, uneasily.

“Don't you think that's weird?” she questioned. “Most nineteen-year-olds don't party with their mothers!” Kirsa still looked cheerful.

“And the point is?” she questioned. Her daughter sighed.

“Never mind!” Shasha remarked. “Let's jet get this over with, okay? I have a project due Tuesday!” Kirsa cheered.

“Yay!” she chirped.”Let's party!” She dragged her daughter the door with her.

“Ow, mom!” Shasha screamed. “Slow down you're hurting me!” Kirsa didn't listen.

They arrived at L'eto Night Club. Kirsa flirted with the guard to get inside. Both women got in for free. Shasha rolled her eyes in guilt. The guilt and awkwardness didn't leave the girl from there, however. She stayed at the bar while her mother drank, danced, and flirted with various men in the club. Shasha stared on confused. She couldn't understand it at all.

Halfway through the night, Kirsa joined her daughter. Shasha looked up at her. Kirsa waved her hand in the air.

“Bar tender!” she called in a flirty voice. “Cherry vodka, please!” She giggled at him. He daughter sighed and rolled her eyes. The bar tender nodded and got to work. Kirsa flashed a smile at the other male patrons. They winked at her. Kirsa winked back and turned to her daughter. She noticed the sour look on her face. She patted Shasha on the shoulder.

“Hey you!” Kirsa said playfully. “Why have you been hiding here at the bar? Come on out and party with me! There are plenty of cute guys dying to meet you!” Shasha shook her head.

“I just don't get you!” she spoke up. Kirsa looked at her oddly.

“Don't get what?” she asked. Shasha turned around to her mother.

“Why?” she asked. “Why do you do all of this? The partying, open flirting, the wildness, just… why?” Kirsa smiled and lightly put her hand on her daughter's.

“Aw sweeties,” she answered. “I do this to feel the freedom I didn't have when I was married to your father. He hid me away from the rest of the world. Now that he's gone, I feel free again. I just want to be happy. So, can I be that?” Shasha nodded and shrugged at her.

“Guess it wouldn't hurt…” she mumbled. Kirsa smiled at her.

“Thank you,” she whispered. She kissed her daughter on the hand. Shasha felt a little better. The bar tender came with the vodka. Kirsa took it and had a drink. She turned to her daughter.

“Drink?” she offered. Shasha smiled and shook her head.

“Sure,” she replied. “Why not?” Her mother grinned.

“That's my girl!” she cheered. Her daughter took a drink.

On the other side of the club, Stefan and Egor admired mother and daughter from afar. They had been following the girls all night long. But, they never approached them. Tonight just called for observation. Don't worry; these two jokers had their dreams about the girls to keep them tied over until next time. Great night for both men and women.

Ladies' Night